Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 380 The Fugitive

On the vast wilderness, a figure was stumbling and running. He ran so eagerly that even though he would fall to the ground from time to time, knocking his head to the point of bleeding, he did not slow down a bit.It seemed that there was some deadly enemy chasing behind him, driving him to run desperately to escape his life.

However, there was nothing behind him, only him in the barren wilderness.

He was barefoot, disheveled, and ragged, like a beggar. His long curly hair covered his entire face, making it impossible to distinguish his appearance.

He seemed to be tireless, day and night, running for his life.

Fields, wastelands, forests, grasslands, mountains, big rivers... He kept running.

Non-stop along the way, encountering fields, eating some rice secretly, encountering rivers and lakes, drinking a full meal, encountering mountains and forests, capturing wild animals and drinking their blood
Only when he meets people, even if he just senses or hears a little sound, he will dodge with all his strength and run in the opposite direction, as if humans are more terrifying than man-eating beasts.

Just like that, this figure aimlessly and crazily ran away across mountains and seas one after another.

There was thunderous thunder in the sky, dark clouds began to gather, and it was a downpour.

"Wow"

It was pouring like a torrential downpour, and the thunderstorm in summer was so violent that it submerged the whole world in the water world.

However, in the heavy rain that covered the sky and the sun, this figure still ran away, showing no intention of stopping.
"Snapped"

He tripped and fell into a patch of mud.

Rolling and struggling on the ground a few times, he wanted to get up, but failed to hold on for a few times, often just halfway up, his arms bent and fell down again.

Days and months of running had already emptied his body, and occasional eating could not make up for the deficiency in his body at all. His body had deteriorated to the extreme, and he was at the end of his strength, and he was no longer able to run away.

But with the support of his survival instinct, he still struggled, crawling in the muddy water, moving forward slowly, and hid under a bush that could barely hide from the rain.

Then, he couldn't hold on any longer, and fainted in the mud.

Thunderstorms come and go quickly, but after a while, the dark clouds dissipate and the sun shines on the ground again.

In the mud after the rain, a man and a woman were on their way, struggling to pull their legs out of the mud, and they were still talking.

"This damn weather, it can change as you say, it's still sunny when you go out tomorrow morning." The young man who spoke was one of them. He looked 25 or six, with a short knife on his waist, and he looked very capable.

"Isn't it your fault? You don't bring a raincoat, you don't bring an umbrella, and you don't take a shortcut. If you take the avenue, how can you be like this?" look of disdain
"Hey, don't I want to get to Munster City sooner?" The young man could only comfort him, "I've been taking this shortcut for so many years, but who would have expected it to rain?"

"It's all your fault for being impatient! The assessment won't start until three days later. What's the use of rushing over there?" The beautiful girl still didn't intend to let him go.

"Hey, my good sister, why don't you understand? It's not that I'm impatient. The assessment of the organization is not such a simple matter, and there are five people participating in the assessment this time, and each of them is a good player! I want to get a good one. Grades, pass the assessment, how can I do without some preparations? Didn’t I go there early and find a way to build a good relationship with the people in the branch.” The young man patiently explained: “Okay, okay, when we get to Munster, I'll find you a place to live and let you take a hot bath, okay."

"Hmph, you're wise!" snorted arrogantly, and the girl stopped talking.

Suddenly, the girl stopped and looked in one direction: "Wait! There seems to be someone over there!"

"Is there someone?" The young man immediately became alert, and put one hand on the dagger at his waist.

Then the two cautiously approached that direction. The young man had completely grasped the handle of the knife, ready to draw it at any time.

Some of the dense bushes were kicked away, revealing half of a person.

After walking around for a while, the two of them saw the figure clearly, and saw that it was a man of medium build, unkempt, ragged, with large and small bruises on his body, lying motionless in the muddy water, even The skin was soaked and some turned white and blue.

The young man kicked the figure again, but the figure remained motionless.

The young man heaved a sigh of relief, let go of the hilt of the knife, and said to his younger sister who was hiding behind him, "I still treat it as something, it's just a corpse, don't worry about it."

"Corpse?" A girl's weak voice came from behind.

The young man had no choice but to explain: "It looks like a beggar, or a tramp, or a runaway serf. He was injured and was exposed to the rain. Even if he didn't die, it's probably about the same. There's no need to worry about it."

Only then did the girl poke her head out from behind her brother, and looked timidly at the figure lying on the ground.

"Okay, let's go." The young man urged directly.

"It doesn't seem good to leave like this, maybe he's not dead yet?" The girl's tone was somewhat hesitant: "Should we?"

"Oh, Alisa, I know you are kind-hearted, but there are countless people in this world!" The young man interrupted her: "There are many people who freeze to death and starve to death every day in this world. There are hundreds of serfs like this who die in the manor every day in Munster alone! How many can you save?"

"But... I saw it, so I can't ignore it!" After a moment of silence, the girl stomped her feet, walked forward, and began to examine the "poor man" in front of her.

The young man had no choice but to pull by force, and he couldn't leave his sister alone, so he had to stand by and wait.

"He's not dead yet! He's still breathing!" The girl's voice was full of excitement, "He must have been too weak to pass out here. Look, he's become so thin. He must have suffered inhuman abuse in the past! But his physical foundation is very good, it’s just that he hasn’t had enough food for a long time.”

While analyzing and talking, the girl took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom, unsealed it, and planned to pour out the pills.

"You're crazy!" The young man couldn't bear it any longer, he took a step forward and snatched the porcelain bottle: "Do you know how much this life-saving pill is worth? It's a life-saving thing! How could it be wasted on such a serf? !"

The girl turned her head and looked at the young man. Her eyes were firm: "I know that the pill is very expensive! But I'm saving someone now! He's only dying now! If he doesn't use the life-saving pill, he won't be able to save him!"

"But you can't either." The young man still protected the porcelain bottle: "Then don't save it, it's not worth it at all! The price of this life-saving pill is enough to buy thirty or forty serfs on the black market! You can definitely save They escaped from the sea of ​​suffering. And you can only save this one now!"

"Give it to me! I'm going to save it!" The girl pursed her lips, staring closely at the young man with her big bright eyes.

After a stalemate for a while, the young man finally gave in, handed the porcelain bottle over, and still couldn't help telling: "Just one, just one! One is enough."

The girl ignored it, poured out two pills, combined with the rain, and fed them to the nameless figure.

After a while, a trace of ruddy blood appeared on the serf's face, and even his body temperature slowly recovered.

The girl also heaved a sigh of relief: "Okay, let's carry him up."

"Me?" The young man pointed to himself, then to the dirty figure in the bushes: "Carrying him?"

"He still can't survive staying here, you have to take him away, otherwise the pill will be in vain?" The girl's eyes seemed to be looking at an idiot: "Besides, you can't let me recite it."

After hesitating for two seconds, the young man compromised again, and carried the figure on his back with a helpless expression.

One step deep, one step shallow, the two rushed to Munster City again.

(End of this chapter)